Except for the demons, no one would eat human flesh.
—Even if there are such perverted characters, they will only do it in private, and they will never dare to announce it to the public, let alone with a proud look.
What the girl in black said was absurd, it sounded like she was telling a joke, logically speaking, it could only be a joke, but the people in the pavilion couldn't laugh. Because this is the remote mountains and snowy mountains far away from the human world, on the lake in winter nights that are getting colder, where weird stories are most likely to happen, and her expression is very serious.
An atmosphere of fear and anxiety enveloped Xueting and occupied everyone's hearts. Shame is easy to make people angry sometimes, and so can fear, because it forces you to face your own spiritual weakness. Mr. Yang wanted to explain a few words, but when he said it, it turned into a reprimand from embarrassment.
"Am I wrong? These medicines can save lives, but they are used by you to satisfy your desires! What you eat is human flesh! What you drink is human blood!"
"Of course what you said is not wrong." The childish eyebrows and eyes of the girl in black were indifferent: "Because I can eat human flesh and drink human blood."
As soon as the words fell, there was a painful howl in the snow pavilion, and the hand of Mr. Yang was broken at the wrist!
Accompanied by terrified shouts and the string of crystal blood beads sprinkled into the night sky, the severed hand was controlled by an invisible force and floated in front of the girl in black.
She looked at the broken hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and didn't move for a while, not knowing what she was thinking.
People looked at this bloody scene in horror, wondering if she would really eat that severed hand into her stomach
Anhua noticed that the expression of the girl in black was extraordinarily serious, prudent and focused, and even carried a sacred meaning.
This discovery made her feel infinite fear, and her body was extremely cold, because it reminded her of the little girl she saw in the high stack in Gaoyang Town today.
"Stop messing around." A voice sounded from the shore of the lake.
The young man who had just disappeared suddenly came back from the bridge.
Because of the appearance of this person, the tense and frightened atmosphere in the Xueting inexplicably became much more relaxed.
I don't know if it's because of his gentle tone or that clean and delicate face that gives people a harmless feeling.
The girl in black looked at him and said angrily, "Where am I messing around? That's the braised mutton you stewed for me. How can I eat it after being touched by that guy's dirty hands?"
The young man came outside the pavilion, looked at her and said, "Is it because of this that you are going to bite his hand?"
The girl in black said angrily: "I don't care! I want to eat human flesh! I am a cannibal, why can't I?"
The young man said helplessly: "I tried it two years ago. You don't like it. Why do you still remember it?"
The girl in black snorted and said, "Is it me who can't eat human flesh?"
"Hey, you also said just now that this hand is dirty, so throw it away quickly." The young man said to her, there was a slight pampering in his voice, more of helplessness, and caring, responsibility, and obligation. It's like the elders to the juniors, it's weird and a little timid.
This conversation is also very weird. When did cannibalism be discussed on the table
Of course everyone thought it was ridiculous, but except for Mr. Yang who was about to faint from the pain, everyone hoped that this young man could convince the girl in black.
No one wants to have nightmares every night for the rest of their lives.
The girl in black was obviously very upset, but in the end she followed her advice and threw the severed hand into the lake.
Seeing this picture, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I know what you want, but I really can't give it to you, and..."
The young man's gaze fell on Anhua's face, and he said, "There are medicinal herbs in the mutton bowl and flagon, but that's not what you want."
An Hua had already confirmed that he was the owner of Cinnabar Dan, but he was stunned why he had to talk to himself among so many people.
The young man continued: "I'm not that kind of extravagant person. If this meat and wine can save people, of course it won't be used to satisfy my appetite."
Anhua felt more and more puzzled, this person must not be an ordinary person, and there was no need to explain anything to himself, an ordinary teacher of the 13th Department of Youth. And when she saw Mr. Yang who was moaning in pain, the confusion was replaced by sadness again, and she said: "But you are big people who ignore the lives of ordinary people after all."
Seeing her serious and stubborn expression, the young man lost his mind a little, probably because he remembered a girl who once practiced in the Thirteenth Division of Qingyi.
He wanted to explain a few words, or it was for this reason.
"You are a pure doctor, you are a real soldier."
He looked at Anhua and the general and said, "But this man is different, he is not an ordinary medical officer, I can see his greed, so breaking his hand is the price he has to pay."
Just like the previous explanation, there is no evidence, it's just an opinionated decision, it's hard to be convincing, but looking at the young man's clean and clear eyes, Anhua and the general believed it.
Then, the young man said with regret: "I didn't expect to be found so soon."
The atmosphere in the snow pavilion became tense again. Everyone held the handle of the knife and the crossbow arrows, breathing slightly anxiously, wondering if the other party was going to kill them? If they hadn't seen the picture of the girl in black quietly cutting off Mr. Yang's wrist through the air, everyone might have ridiculed this idea as whimsical, but no one dares to think like this now.
However, the young man didn't do anything, he just called the girl in black out of the snow pavilion, then turned and walked towards the bridge.
It was only then that everyone noticed that he had been carrying his luggage. It turned out that the time when he disappeared just now was to prepare to leave.
After all, Anhua is a woman, her mind is relatively delicate, and she thinks of more things.
It only took such a short time to pack their bags, so it means that they are ready to leave at any time
What is he avoiding? The world-renowned fame, inexhaustible wealth, endless risks brought by cinnabar pill, or the world itself
Who is this young man? What kind of story does he have
The general came with military orders, naturally he was not willing to let the other party leave, he let out a deep drink, and rushed out of the snow pavilion.
With a bang, countless smoke and dust splashed under the pavilion, he was blocked by an invisible barrier, and fell to the ground.
Only then did people know that the other party had already set up restrictions in the snow pavilion before they left, or that there was no danger, but their own side could not stop them from leaving.
Anhua walked to the pavilion, looked at the backs of the two men and shouted, "We just want to ask for a cinnabar pill to save our lives."
The young man didn't turn around, and said, "I really don't have any here. The next furnace will be in a few days. Go back and wait."
Anhua shouted in despair: "But he can't wait any longer."
"There are many things that we cannot decide on our own, we can only accept our fate."
The young man continued to walk towards the end of the wooden bridge with the girl in black, talking all the way.
"Don't make trouble for no reason in the future."
"Where are people making trouble for no reason!"
"Then can you stop being so tyrannical? It's really bad to kill and eat people at every turn."
"Those people are here to grab things! Maybe I still want to do something to you. Of course I want to kill them. I can kill them. What's the point of eating?"
"I know you don't want to eat either, so why force yourself..."
"When did I say that I didn't want to eat human flesh? Didn't I think that what you said made sense, that hand was too dirty, and it was too troublesome to wash and pluck the hair..."
"I was looking for a step for you, so that you can come down easily."
"Hey! If you say that, won't I be put on the ladder again? Besides, please clarify, I'm giving you face!"
Listening to these conversations and watching the receding figures, the emotions of the people in the snow pavilion are very complicated.
Just when they thought that everything that happened tonight would become a memory, and would eventually become a cold dream in their lives that was hard to forget but left no trace...
suddenly.
The sky full of starlight and crushed snow suddenly danced wildly, and a huge boulder roared down from the sky and smashed onto the wooden bridge.
The lake was churning, the waves were loud, sawdust was flying, and the sky was covered by smoke, dust and snow.
The wooden bridge is broken, and the snow lake is in chaos.
The young man and the girl in black stood by the broken bridge, their clothes slightly damp.
It was silent and extremely depressing.
Suddenly there was a sound of wind, whistling continuously, it was the cold wind blowing the flames.
Then there was the sound of metal rubbing against each other, and the sound of armor clashing.
Numerous torches are lit one by one by the lake, gradually illuminating the picture.
There are people everywhere.